A young man named Jason Hiro is depressed and feels as if his life is aimless, thus he volunteers to enter a cryogenics program so his body will at least be useful for science. He wakes up 100,000 years in the future, only to discover that humanity has gone nearly extinct, the humans who remain are all slaves, and the slave masters are the Demons. Humans are nothing more than chattel for their new overlords.
Demons now rule the galaxy, but Jason discovers he has a unique power called Wordsmithing, a magic which descends from the legends of King Arthur and Solomon, one that can rewrite the fabric of reality based on his imagination and cast by speaking a single Word of Power. Will Jason be able to uplift and save humanity? Or will the forces of evil prove too powerful to overcome?
Once again, my vision returns to the campfire before Solomon and the Archangels. Michael appears more agitated than usual, which isn’t surprising, given how he’s almost always on edge. "This Valac guy seems powerful," I say with a reserved tone. "If he was the Grim Reaper, then he must have been a terrifying opponent." "Hmph….
Once again, my vision returns to the campfire before Solomon and the Archangels. Michael appears more agitated than usual, which isn’t surprising, given how he’s almost always on edge. "This Valac guy seems powerful," I say with a reserved tone. "If he was the Grim Reaper, then he must have been a terrifying opponent." "Hmph….
"What are your thoughts regarding the last vision?" Solomon asks. Having reappeared at the bonfire, I once again stand before Solomon and the Archangels. Raphael nudges the logs, sending plumes of smoke into the air. "It was interesting. The demons got their power from a dragon, huh?" Michael bows his head. "We hadn’t any knowledge…
"What are your thoughts regarding the last vision?" Solomon asks. Having reappeared at the bonfire, I once again stand before Solomon and the Archangels. Raphael nudges the logs, sending plumes of smoke into the air. "It was interesting. The demons got their power from a dragon, huh?" Michael bows his head. "We hadn’t any knowledge…
Solomon’s Crown works its magic, allowing a new vision to appear. Once my eyes adjust, I quickly discover I’m no longer in Uzziel’s body. Instead, my head hovers less than a foot off the ground. I walk along, taking tiny little steps, and every so often, a red-skinned arm with five chubby fingers reaches out…
Solomon’s Crown works its magic, allowing a new vision to appear. Once my eyes adjust, I quickly discover I’m no longer in Uzziel’s body. Instead, my head hovers less than a foot off the ground. I walk along, taking tiny little steps, and every so often, a red-skinned arm with five chubby fingers reaches out…
Solomon appears before me. His expression turns somber as he gestures toward the top of my head. "My Crown is an incredible tool. You’ve barely tapped into its latent potential. To expedite teaching you about the angels and demons, I’m going to activate a direct mental link." "Okay," I reply. "What does that mean? Don’t…
Solomon appears before me. His expression turns somber as he gestures toward the top of my head. "My Crown is an incredible tool. You’ve barely tapped into its latent potential. To expedite teaching you about the angels and demons, I’m going to activate a direct mental link." "Okay," I reply. "What does that mean? Don’t…
Author note: I have decided to rewrite Parts 91 to 97. I didn’t like the way they were progressing or the perspectives I was using. For more context, please refer to this post. If anyone wants, they may read the original parts 91-97. I won’t be deleting or overwriting them. You guys can be the…
Author note: I have decided to rewrite Parts 91 to 97. I didn’t like the way they were progressing or the perspectives I was using. For more context, please refer to this post. If anyone wants, they may read the original parts 91-97. I won’t be deleting or overwriting them. You guys can be the…
